The Final Encounter
The Final Encounter2 mins 258 2 mins 258
Late in the afternoon, when everything seemed to be either sleeping or moving very slowly, I had an important mission to complete. I was pretending to sleep for the past hour, waiting for the members of my family to enter their dreams. Now, I was sure they were deep asleep. Slowly, I crawled to the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb my parents and jumped down. Cautiously, I tip-toed to the study room and pushed the heavy glass sliding door open, an inch at a time.
In the study room sat my nemesis, mocking me as I recalled yesterday’s failure. So what if I was a short four-year old? I could still climb on top of any chair I wanted to! I had scrambled up every bed, sofa and chair in the house except this one- a matte black, revolving chair with a generously padded seat cushion that was to be sent to my cousin’s house in the evening. This was the only time I could try and conquer it without my parents’ watching me hawk-eyed, ready to laugh at my hilarious failure, so this would be our final encounter.
Determined, I waddled towards the chair, standing on my toes to swing my right knee onto the seat. I had decided, yesterday’s defeat was solely due to my surprise at the chair’s sudden turn because of a gust of wind, nothing more. I stretched my right hand, clinging onto the left armrest with tips of my fingers, my left palm sinking into the seat cushion as I strived to pull my chubby body onto the chair. I got tired after five minutes.
Luckily, Scott, our golden retriever, chose this very moment to amble into the room. He was two years older than me and a dog, making him the perfect candidate to seek help from. As though he had somehow understood my silent plea, he padded over to me, using his snout to push my rear. With that boost, I hauled myself into the chair. Ecstatic, I turned around to pat Scott’s head.
I had vanquished my opponent. But now, I felt sleep tugging at my senses. It was my routine to follow my parents into dreamland for three hours every afternoon, and this exertion had tired me out. It was warm and the seat was very comfortable, so I dozed off, a proud smile hanging off my lips.